I wanna be like you-u-u

It seemed Deus' assumptions weren't too far off from correct, and the little pup's tail wagged excitedly as his uncle painted a picture of what was to come next. He hadn't considered using the expectation of where the squirrel would run but allow him to do it to make the catch easier. Had Deus had copies of himself he merely would have scattered them all throughout the ravine in every place the squirrel might go, it sounded very tricky to manipulate the critter's movements and then use that to catch it. Maybe that was why his family were so skilled at hunting and killing.

As his uncle prepared to move the stick, Deus ran into position. He put himself off to the side of the tree but infront of the squirrel, so that if he did miscalculate and scare the prey the wrong direction, that it'd run towards Aureus and maybe the Abraxas-given meal wouldn't be wasted. He hunkered down low and watched the squirrel's eyes and tail, trying to anticipate it's movements. Then Aureus kicked the stick and Deus leapt.

His paws landed with a thunk on either side of the squirrel, though it manuevered through his legs and headed back towards the tree. With one last dash of energy he sprung, forepaws landing solidly upon the bark and his teeth catching the thing by the tail. It flailed and squeaked angrily, and Deus peddled backwards in alarm. He didn't release the flailing creature, though he did give his uncle a panicked gaze that screamed 'what do i do??'.